Big Dave and Buddy K are in town. They've brought Buddy K's wife up to see the Sting concert at the Arena in Newcastle, but it's been cancelled (sore throat). This does not prevent the blokes going out on the town, however, so a quick meal and I'm off to an unspecified pub. I guess this is what mobile phones were invented for. Expect nothing sensible from me tonight.
And tomorrow I have to ease myself out of my pit and get suited up for a funeral at 10.30. Sometimes all your boats come in at once.